Thought for the day...

A sucker is born every minute.

Never give a sucker an even break.

When it’s bitter in the heart no sugar in the mouth helps.

Even the honest are attracted to the sugar-pot.

Suicide often proceeds from cowardice, which sometimes also prevents it.

 

Never put the plow before the oxen.

Cut your coat according to your cloth.

A velvet saddle doesn’t fit on the back of a Jack Assparagus.

You can’t drive a windmill with a pair of bellows.

A sunbeam passes through filth unpolluted.

 

When the sun shines on you, you see your friends.

The sun shines on the evil as well as the good.

The eye of the master does more than both his hands.

Hope is a good breakfast but a bad supper.

Better to go to bed supperless than rise in debt.

 

Just because he was born in a stable doesn’t make a man a horse.

To suspect a friend is worse than to be deceived by him.

It is as hard for the good to suspect evil as it is for the bad to suspect good.

Suspicion breeds phantoms.

It is the quiet one you have to watch.

 

That can never be good for the bee which is bad for the swarm.

If each one sweeps before his own door the while street is cleaned.

The handsomest flower is not the sweetest.

Good swimmers are oftenest drowned.

Who swims on sin shall sink in sorrow.

 

Speak little, do much.

Some people have tact, others tell the truth.

Social tact is making your company feel at home even though you wish they were.

No man can make a good coat with bad cloth.

Tale-bearers are commonly a sort of half-witted men.

Talk of the devil and he shows up.

 

Write the word down, for the walls have ears.

Many words will not fill a bushel.

Talk much, err much.

Talk does not cook rice.

Men of few words are the best men.

Great talkers are like leaky pitchers; everything runs out of them.

 

Age and wedlock tame man and beast. (Or at least some of them.)

When the calf is stolen, the farmer mends the stall.

A big target is soonest hit.

All men do not admire and love the same objects.

Everyone to his own taste.

 

One man’s meat is another’s poison.

Lying pays no tax.

There is no remedy for death and taxes.

The great secret of life is to hear lessons, and not to teach them.

Teaching should be full of ideas, not stuffed with facts.

 

To know how to suggest is the art of teaching.

To teach another is to learn yourself.

Tears are the silent language of grief.

More tears are shed in playhouses than in churches.

Man is the weeping and laughing animal born to govern all the rest.

 

Tears are the natural penalties of pleasure.

Shed tears boldly: weeping is nature’s mark to know an honest heart by.

Tears hinder sorrow from becoming despair.

The smiles of a pretty woman are the tears of the purse.